untried tears

When your tears threaten toSpill over the rand of your eyelids,Yet they stay there full and un-cried…Lingering….As if they want you to feel their pain for as long as their short lives could last… Before you cry them out and maybe, the pain will be gone … Maybe!! Definitely … For sure…Maybe!!Should I hate them or welcome them!?They hurt… Yet, they’re heart-felt…their sorrow’s welcome,So soothing and calming,it melts…Reminds me of the dawn,Its purple birthing pains!Announcing that a new day’s bornso promising, yet loaded with its burdens! One of the strangest things I’ve ever seen –Stubborn and bitter-sweet!Those un-cried tears!